Demon Slayer Descendants Novels & Stories

She continued to feast for a very long time before eventually revealing what she had said earlier. “He’s a lycanthrope, not an ordinary human. That you failed to use your powers or your lore to identify him, proves he’s one of the direct descendants of the earliest lycans in this world. The lycans are one enormous family, but they’re still of the human race. Unlike the demons, who are the true outsiders.”

"Omegas are not a separate lower class of being as has been assumed. They are the descendants of vampires. Their bloodline connects directly to the vampire population that was sealed underground during the conflict one thousand years ago." The room went quiet in a different way from before. Not the quiet of people waiting to argue. The quiet of people absorbing something unexpected. "That is a significant claim," Drav said slowly. "It is a confirmed one," the council member said. He sat back down. Silas looked at Drav. "Keeping the descendants of other people as servants is not something Hericon will continue to do, not under my rule." Drav looked at him. He did not look happy but he also lo

Jayden returned to the cell with his sister in her mother's arms, complaining to her of her pain and ailments, especially now that she has regained her memory and brought them all back with her. "Jayden carries Mayadin"s blood in his veins, he is a descendant of the fallen himself, without any doubt. » Kayden furrowed his eyebrows in question, awaiting further explanation, and Kyle sat across from his father nervous, knowing that what he was going to say seemed insane in itself, since he himself did not understand how it happened.

"Yes, there are a lot of things going on. I'm a descendant of a god, right? so, I don't have to keep my promise to the demon!" ***

“But it never occurred to me that he was also the leader of the demons.” Ildara laughed lowly. She leaned her back against the sofa she was sitting on. “You shouldn't think so, because Emperor Azafer is the demon king himself. Giris Druiksa became the representative as well as his "work" partner, if you know what I mean, and you… are now the Emperor's favorite daughter.” Venus snorted again. She did not really care about that last sentence. The girl stood up to wash up and change clothes.

‘I am nothing’ she inwardly whispered to herself and had to force herself to breathe. “Ah yes, the Legendary Luna Scarlett, the demon slayer, protector of the seven spirits, rumor has it she has a descendent upon which all seven spirits have been bestowed, whoever they are we hope they come soon because the dusk of the vampires is coming closer and closer” the Lycan king spoke driving Audrey out of her trance.

Where had Zane, the ancestor of the Earth Deity who had suppressed it, gone? This question swirled not only in the minds of Yara's group but also puzzled Chase. "The Shale clan? Aren't you the Demon Saint Shale Lowry?" Chase asked in confusion. If they were Shale's descendants, it would make sense that he could defeat them. After all, an actual Demon Saint was not something that he, having just entered the martial dominant realm, could defeat.

“You will avenge her; you will avenge your blood.” Art looked up, shocked, bewildered. Her blood? Ari is Sameera’s blood? “Me?” Aurora looked into Lyka’s eyes. “Sameera’s blood?” “And Théoden’s – who was now called Ahriman after the pact with demon. You are the descendant of the babe Sameera carried.” Aurora’s eyes held so many questions. Lyka pressed Aurora’s hands to her face and kissed, “The story require more time, and the night is descending. The night is his time, his power and he feeds on the darkness to gain more of the power. So you better leave for now.”

Evelyn knelt in the sea of blood, body trembling, blood dripping from her shoulder. When he touched her, his hand burned – as if she carried living fire. "Lucien…" she gasped – "I… saw them." "So did I," he whispered, lifting her – "Elyra and Azrael. We are their descendants, their echo." She looked up, eyes flickering red and blue: "No. We are not them. We are the generation that can right their wrongs." Lucien gave a sad smile. "If righting wrongs means spilling blood, are you ready?"

Penelope slipped into a spot between Aiden and Dante. "Right." Willow cleared her throat. She leaned forward in her chair and met Lily's gaze. "As I said before, you are the descendant of the Moon Goddesses. However, it's much deeper than that." "You know, popcorn would be sufficient right now." Erica mentioned as she grabbed her mug of coffee and a cookie. Jayce glared at her. "What? It makes the best snack in times like this." "Okay." Lily let out a breath slowly. "By being a descendant, that means what, exactly?"